Naib's room...
Aesop: *slams open the door, walks in, and violently grabs Mini Photographer*
Aesop: You're f***ing coming with me...
Aesop: *drags Mini Photographer away by the back of his collar of his tiny jacket*
Mini Photographer: Help! Stop, father! I can't breathe-
Aesop: I don't give a damn! Just shut up!
Mini Photographer: *looks at Mini Ripper, a terrified expression on his face, seeking help*
Mini Ripper: *holds out his tiny hand as if trying to hold onto Mini Photographer, but he's too far*
Mini Ripper: W-Wait! Uncle Aesop!
Aesop: Goddamn annoying kids...
Aesop: *sharply turns around and kicks Mini Ripper over, then leaves with Mini Photographer, forcefully shutting the door*
Mini Photographer: Please wait, father! Tell me what happened and maybe I can help!
Aesop: Don't call me 'father'... The way you speak just reminds me of that filthy old man....!
Aesop: *lets go of Mini Photographer, only to shove him against a wall*
Mini Photographer: Ack-
Aesop: *grabs the top of Mini Photographer's head, pressing down hard, and draws his face closer to the poor child's*
Aesop: You little brat. I'll f***ing end you... But, I'll give you a choice. Burnt alive or stabbed to death?
Mini Photographer: Neither! What are you even saying, father? You just adopted me today and-
Aesop: What was that? Burnt alive? Okay, if you say so.
Mini Photographer: I said neither! I don't want to die! And your breath smells like alcohol!
Aesop: Look at you, smart grown up... I'm surprised you even know what alcohol is.
Mini Photographer: Yes, I'm fairly intelligent for my age- Ah-!
Aesop: *slaps Mini Photographer's poor baby face (🥺😭)*
Aesop: Not interested, you brat. Anyway, you chose to be burnt alive, so we best hurry to fulfill your wish...
Aesop: *lets go of the suffering child and staggers back a bit*
Aesop: Now follow me, nice and silent, or else I'll have to drag you again. Don't make my work as your dad any more difficult...
Aesop: *starts walking away to Lakeside Village*
Mini Photographer: *silently follows behind Aesop*
Eli: *watching from behind a wall, where he heard the whole ordeal go down*
Eli: What is he doing...? Maybe... Joseph should know about this...?
Eli: *pushes off the wall and goes to Joseph's room*
Eli: I think this is the right room... I mean, who else has croissant stickers and a 'Bonjour' sign on their door?
